Jonny Hayes - Walls (Official Audio)

LYRICS:
The walls that I have built
They’ve crumbled to the ground
The things that I have said
Mean nothing to me now
I do not hope to turn
Back to the place I lay
Come back and wash these rags
These things that I have made
Days of kindness and ways of whirling grace
Left in times of old, locked in fountain’s face
Ways of kindness and days of endless grace
Facing fear we’re told, every breaking wave
Someone there in the door
The walls that I have built
They crumble to the ground
The things that I had done
Did not outlast the sun
I do not hope to turn
Back to the place I lay
Consider all these rags
A fickle life’s keepsake
Days of kindness and ways of whirling grace
Left in times of old, locked in fountain’s face
Ways of kindness and days of endless grace
Facing fear we’re told, every breaking wave
Someone there in the door
The hollow man whispers anything
The selfish plan, remembering
To keep it out, or keep it in
The walls I built, were for what again?
Am I alright? It’s wearing thin
Is that You I see? Silhouette within
Tell me, do I hear Your voice now?
Is this the end,
Or the start of a sadness where joy begins?

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Well done